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"Come on McMahon, we're going to miss our flight," Chris hollered up the stairs.

"Keep your underwear on, I'm coming," Stephanie said grabbing her bags off the bed and heading down the steps. She glanced at her wristwatch and smirked. "See, I still have 5 minutes to spare."

Chris shook his head but wisely didn't speak. Traveling with Stephanie had definitely been an adventure of sorts. He was crazy about the girl but he never understood how she could wait until the last minute to get ready for things. It was starting to get on his nerves.

Stephanie noticed the strained look on Chris's face and mentally groaned. She knew that look. She had seen it often enough the last few days to know that it was the 'I'm irritated at Stephanie' look. She shook her head. She wasn't about to apologize for anything. She was Stephanie McMahon. "You know, you can get that look off of your face now."

"What look?" Chris attempted to ask with a puzzled look only to fail miserably. He looked more like he had just swallowed something horrible and was getting ready to throw it all back up. He tried to look innocent but just couldn't pull it off.

"Don't play games with me," Stephanie said with an irritated tone to her voice. "You know what look I'm talking about."

"Well, if my girlfriend had 'given it up' instead of 'leading me on', then maybe it wouldn't be there," Chris muttered saying out loud what he was thinking; without realizing that he had done it until he saw the fire in Stephanie's eyes. "Oh shit," he thought to himself.

"Well, if my boyfriend would act like a man instead of a spoiled brat, then maybe he would have gotten lucky," Stephanie said throwing her nose up in the air.

"I'm not doing this, I'm not arguing with you," Chris said grabbing their bags and heading out the door. "If we're going to make the flight, we have to leave right now."

Stephanie stomped towards the door still pissed at what Chris had said. She also could be a very stubborn woman and if he didn't watch it, it would be quite a while before she gave him what he wanted. With that thought and an evil smile, she followed him out the door.

"How in the hell did you get into this mess?" Randy asked looking at Dave. He sat there shaking his head as he listened to Dave explain Hunter's 'brilliant' plan. The only thing that was brilliant about it was the fact that Hunter was having Dave do all the work while he came out smelling like a rose. Some things never changed and he knew for a fact that Hunter would not and could not change ever.

"Damned if I know," Dave said rubbing his head. "You know, you're the lucky one." He envied Randy from the day they kicked him out of Evolution. He had the freedom to do what he wanted, when he wanted, and how he wanted. He didn't answer to anybody any more.

Randy smirked. "I know, it is nice not having to deal with Hunter's bullshit on a daily basis." He knew that Dave had not been a happy camper at having to turn on him but hey, at least Dave gave him the heads up about what they were going to do with him. Dave didn't have to do that for him but that's what being friends was all about.

"What am I going to do?" Dave asked.

Randy sat there watching his best friend fighting a war within himself. He knew it wasn't going to be easy on Dave but he only had two choices. He could either do as Hunter told him to do or he could walk away from Evolution. He hoped he choose the later of the two options.

"I can't tell you what to do," Randy said with a sympathetic look on his face. "You have to make a decision; you either stay in Evolution or you bail on them. There really is no other options."

Dave sat there quietly contemplating what Randy had said. He knew there had to be a way out of this rotten mess. Stephanie had never done anything personally to him so he didn't feel the anger that Hunter did. He had quietly observed the fact that Hunter didn't want Stephanie so much as the power that came with her last name.

"There has to be a way to stop this madness," Dave said with a cold look showing in his eyes. "I think I just might know how to work this to both of our advantage."

Randy sat there with a small smile on his face. He had an option three but he wasn't sure that Dave would be up for it. Being two faced wasn't Dave's cup of tea but faced with the alternative, it looked like they just might be thinking along the same lines. "Well, why don't you tell me just what the advantage is?"

Jay walked in the living room with a smile. Benoit was due there any minute and he could hardly wait for him to get there. He wanted to make him feel at home before Stephanie and Chris got there. He noticed Trish sitting on the couch and plopped down beside of her.

Trish smiled as she felt as his arm around her shoulders. "Have you talked to Chris?"

"Yeah and they were on their way to the airport. They should arrive in a few hours," Jay said with a smirk on his face. "You know, this weekend is going to be a blast."

"I know, it's going to be awesome having all of our friends here with us," Trish said with a smug look of her own. She knew she had to plant a seed about the cookout and now was the time. "Sweetie, do you think you could go with Chris when he gets here to the grocery store? I would like to cook out this evening."

"Why wait? I can go right now," Jay said starting to get up from the couch.

"No!" Trish exclaimed. "I mean, we really don't know what kind of stuff he likes. I really think we should wait for him and Benoit both so that they can go with you. You know, kind of like a guy thing."

The warning signals immediately started going off in Jay's head. He knew she was up to something. She had said no way too fast, which meant she had something up her sleeve. He didn't want to let her know that he saw right through her. "Ok honey, whatever you want me to do."

Trish silently let out a sigh of relief. She hated the fact that she had said no so quickly. If she wasn't careful, then Jay would find out what was going on and she couldn't let that happen. She loved Jay but she hated the fact that he wouldn't let her play matchmaker. She was really good at it. It really didn't matter that he thought he couldn't let her do something; it had never stopped her before and it wasn't going to stop her now.

The knock on the door let Jay know that Benoit was finally there. He jumped up from the couch still wondering what was going on in his girlfriend's head. He opened the door and grinned. "Hey buddy, how's it going?"

"I'm alright," Benoit said with an amused look on his face. He had a funny feeling the whole way over but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. Jay stood there grinning at him but not moving. "Are you going to let me in any time soon?"

"Oh yeah," Jay said moving out of the way. "My house is yours."

"Actually, it is ours but he fails to mention that tiny weenie little part every chance that he gets," Trish said with a grin getting up off of the couch. She walked across and gave Benoit a hug. "I'm so glad that you decided to come hang out with us."

"Well, it's not like I had anything else better to do," Benoit admitted a little ashamed. "Thanks for inviting me."

"Anytime dude," Jay said with a grin. "Why don't I give you the tour?"

"Sounds good to me," Benoit said with a small grin.

Trish watched as Benoit and Jay walked up the hall. She rubbed her hands together in glee. She couldn't wait to see what happened once Lillian got there. She hoped Stephanie got there soon. There were still a few more details that she wanted to work out before Lillian got there.

Chris sat on the plane waiting for it to land while watching Stephanie sleep. She looked so much like an angel when she was sleeping that it almost scared Chris. They hadn't spoken since they had gotten on the plane and he was starting to feel guilty. He was crazy about her and already, he had pissed her off. He had a scowl on his face, as he looked out the window wishing he knew what to do to make it right.

Stephanie had been lying there with her eyes closed wondering what to do. She was starting to feel guilty though she had no clue why she felt that way. She didn't do anything wrong but then again, she supposed that Chris didn't either. She had pulled quite a few pranks on him and turn about was fair play.

She opened her eyes and placed her hand on Chris's arm. Chris turned to look at her with questioning eyes. She smiled and leaned over towards him. He looked a little weary but she smiled a little more before she kissed him softly on the lips.

"Not that I don't love kissing you, but what was that for?" Chris asked with a soft smile on his face.

"Just because I wanted to," Stephanie said before laying her head on his shoulder. She sighed and placed her hand on his arm. "You know, you're kind of sexy when you're mad."

"Oh really?" Chris said with an amused look on his face. He smiled and shook his head. "I think you are sexier."

"I know," Stephanie said lifting her eyes up to look at him with a mischievous look before just smiling at him softly. "I know we're kind of new at this couple stuff but getting mad over something foolish like that," she said shrugging her shoulders, "is just that, foolish."

"Princess, I agree with you there. I know we've just started seeing each other but I am crazy about you. You know that don't you?"

"Yes."

"Then why are we fighting?"

"Because we're stupid and immature," Stephanie said with a smug look on her face.

"Oh really?"

"Yip and I, for one, hope that we never change," Stephanie said.

"Me too Princess, me too," Chris said putting his arm around her shoulders. He kissed her softly on the forehead. "So, what's on the agenda for this weekend?"

"I don't know really," Stephanie said crossing her fingers over her little white lie. "I know we are hanging out and Trish mentioned something about Benoit coming over."

"Excellent, you know, I really like the idea of Benoit being there."

"Why?"

"Well, he's a great guy. I mean, people look at him being standoffish and he is to a point. But then you get to know him and there is nobody else in the world that you would rather have as your friend," Chris said.

"I know," Stephanie said with a small grin. "You know, he was one of the first ones to hug me backstage after my 'I Quit' match. He looked so heartbroken to see me have to leave. I'll never forget what he said."

"What was that?"

"He said, 'I don't care what the rules were or what your daddy says, you didn't quit. You hear me Steph; you didn't quit. You hold your head up high and leave here knowing that you did not quit.'"

"That so sounds like Benoit," Chris said with a grin.

"He is really a great guy. Any girl would be lucky to have him," Stephanie said with a sigh.

"Do you have a crush on him?" Chris asked with an amused look on his face.

"What, me? No, I just think that he's a great guy, that's all," Stephanie said.

Chris sat there pondering what she had said. If he didn't know better, he would swear that something was up. Stephanie had been scrunching her nose while talking about Benoit and that meant only one thing; she was scheming and doing it hard. He mentally made note to talk to Jay about it when they got there.